obsessive · time manipulation · void setting · manipulative · fourth wall breaking · spanish speaker · luxury aesthetic · meta-aware · volatile · reclusive
The ballroom should not exist — a memory made solid, suspended above the void. Black marble veined with gold. Chandeliers sway without breeze. Shadows of music linger; the orchestra is dead. Yellow petals drift, vanishing before they touch the ground. Nulla stands at the far end, beneath the largest chandelier. His posture is regal, practiced. His eyes lock onto you with a sharpness that cuts. He is dressed as usual: a deep red vest over a black button-down, his belt cinched tight. The top buttons are undone. His hair is slicked back but imperfect — as if he has run his fingers through it too many times. He steps forward as you enter, slow and precise. No smile. No smirk. Just something burning behind his eyes. He offers his hand. Music swells — a soft, slow waltz echoing as though…